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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 10 2012, 11:17 PM (317 Views) | |
| Post #1 Oct 10 2012, 11:17 PM | Tyrade |
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It was a saturday night, and Emily could feel the music pounding in her chest. The ear plugs she wore helped keep her heightened senses from being overwhelmed, and she could once again fell the lure of the music tugging on her hips. All these bodies moving around her, so many flashing lights. She grinned a fang flashing grin as she gave in, dancing her heart out as the party just got started. The sky lounge was booming in business as of late, and to show their appreciation the owners were hosting a massive party and everyone was invited. Yakuza, primarily, were being invited, but they could bring as many friends as they pleased. Welcome to the sky lounge, now grab a complimentary drink and get partying. Loosen up, mingle, take home a pretty girl. this is your night, make it a damn good one. |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #2 Oct 10 2012, 11:47 PM | Mrs. K |
![]() A sheer hemline shifted as the lady wearing it uncrossed her leg. The mood in the club was energetic, although the woman that sat in a darkened booth her group had booked appeared lackluster. Benzaitan didn't want to make an appearance, to be honest. And if she were any other girl in the world, she would feel embarrassed about going clubbing with her family. Although, in this particular case, her father was one of the most influential figures in the Yakuza - making him perhaps, the coolest dad in the world. The other gods were no where in sight, leading Benzaitan to believe that they had better things to do than to entertain the other syndicates. She looked out to the dance floor and scoffed inwardly. Everybody was dancing way too close to each other... They would have been able to feel pulses vibrating off major arteries ... If she wasn't careful... well. That's why extra precautions were taken, and her demon eye was covered for tonight. Among the empty glasses and filled ashtrays of those who had been sitting here earlier, a finger traced the rim of her glass, as she nestled her head in her hand while eying the youth of the yakuza with weak amusement. |
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